Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
Chapter 29. Cherry. * * * Chrissy Bain. We sat quietly, Slim holding Shelly's hand, me sitting close with their son. The harsh breathing continued. In, hesitate, out, in, hesitate, out.............. I looked at Slim, a tear was rolling down his face. The in breath never came. He reached for the mask, taking it from her face, then leaned in and kissed h...
It was all beginning to get terribly real now, and I knew that my chances of getting home to deliver was zero. I thought about my options. In the box in front of the squashed shelter Mike had built I knew was a whole mess of stuff, including a thermal blanket and I hoped desperately his cooker and pans would be there, I was bound to need hot water after all...
Chapter 7 Amanda On Thursday evening I walked to Amanda and Rob's apartment and knocked on the door at 6 as instructed by Carol. She opened the door wearing an apron. Her perfume was fantastic and went directly to pump up my erection. She kissed me on the lips and pulled me through the door, taking my case up the passage to their room saying, "I will ju...
Eric Jones. Waya walked down the stairs slowly, as if thinking hard about something. He came and sat on the couch, offering me his hands. I sat up and took them both. "I have spoken to Walks Slowly," he said, "He has the same opinion as me. I have thought about how, or what, to tell you, but the truth will be best." I looked nervously at my new friends...
I turned away from the grave with tears pouring down my face. My best buddy Ken put an arm round my shoulders and handed me his, thankfully clean, handkerchief. Whomever it was that said men didn't cry was entirely wrong in my case. I teared up at emotional stories. And now I was weeping for my loss. We'd been married for nearly forty years and best of frien...
My name is Adrian Kimber. I was almost born with, as people used to say, a “silver spoon in my mouth.” I say “almost” because when I was born my father had not quite made it to what he saw as “The Top.” I must have been about four or five when he finally got there, and became what they call, “Departmental Head” of a government department. Once he had reach...
This story is different from my other cuckold tales. Both readers of erotic literature, Becky and her husband David had been enjoying my Acts of Infidelity series for some time before she decided to get in touch. In an open marriage herself, she wanted me and my other readers to understand that there is a different aspect to partner-sharing that my 'Cuckol...
X-rated website gains from sex scourge. Who caused it; how. This story is entirely fictitious. The main characters and their prior experiences are inspired by those in "Saturday Night School" chapters 1 to 4 as written by jessica_tang_vonharper and my stories, "Cedar Hill Cheerleaders" chapters 1 to 11. Enjoy! "HAPPINESS: greater JOY when SHARED", Dr Alwy...
AUTHOR'S NOTE Vandemonium1 and CreativityTakesCourage have collaborated again. As per both our natural leanings there are consequences for the wrongdoer, but please be warned if you are a hardcore BTBer you will probably be left wanting. Sorry! Maybe next time! We hope you will sit back, relax, maybe have a drink, and enjoy a little escapism with us. +...